Forebear
Adam Fuhr & Keegan Steele
Forebear, past his prime
The breath left in his breast asked for wine
He was sure enough
Of a world unseen
Spilling from his hands
Was everything we need
Forebear called me to his room
Leaning in to hear 'you'll be fine'
It was good enough
For a future ghost
We were his cocoon
Always willing hosts
It came to me all at once
Where do I find what I am handing down?
How will I recognize it when it's found?
Oh my god, what if love is not enough?
Oh my god, what if love is not enough?
Oh my god, what if love is not enough?
Oh my god, what if love is not enough
All my fear, given shape
Oh my god
Get the lights, lock the door
I will see you soon